This is a song about "Praise the sun"

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

I race them down, a chasing call to praise the crown

In my drawsring, ring, ring

And in the sun im basking

Can’t you see just how long my run

I strike a match, borderline light the sun

Most peeps dont like the rain, they prefer the sun.

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Sun, wheres the sun? its been raining a while, i need this,

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

I'm glad pushin' that envelope, it's mad open

Spot me ollie popping 'top of blocks as hot as the sun

I'll like to tell you i'm the type to get all woman

I see the sun comin up

I love you though i'll still fuck